Denver flicked open the top button of his shirt and put his teeth to Lane's collarbone. "You've been driving me crazy," he admitted, voice muffled. “You look at me, and it’s like I can’t breathe. Like all this pressure is bearing down on me, squeezing the air right out of my lungs, but I know that if I grab you and get you underneath me, I’ll be able to breathe again.”
